THE CRYSTAL CAVE , a dream

 

Crystal Cave ART BY ANDY BOERGER

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” I know this place. I am in a huge cave which is all made of crystals, the walls, the roof, and even part of the ground beneath my feet.

In the middle there is a pond. The water is terse and reflects its greenish-emerald hue onto the whole cave. The light itself is of a beautiful greenish hue. Raising my eyes, I can`t see any tiny patch of sky, there is no place where the dim light could come from, but it pervades all.  So eerie, so beautiful, it mesmerizes me.

The pond is full of crystals of different sizes and shapes. Some of them are so big that they jut out of the pond`s surface.  Down from the water`s depths up to its surface.  Big, huge crystals of different shapes.  And in the middle of the pond there is a low stone bridge. I turn to look around me. Everything seems made of Crystals, except for the natural rock pathway I am standing on and this rock bridge.  It is utterly beautiful and sacred here. I can see a small waterfall on the far side. I love its sound, so joyous and relaxing.  My cheeks are caressed by the vibrations sent out by the myriads of crystals.  It feels like I’m among family. I know them all. I am back, I am in my center.

Then the scene blurs and shifts.  I see an elderly man standing on the bridge in a long robe. I hear a humming sound coming out of his chest. He holds a sword.  He looks somehow like the images I have seen of Merlin, but as I look at him he changes into a woman. She is the Lady of the Crystal Lake. Now she is the one holding the sword.

They are two, but they look like one to me, or maybe they move like one. They move in an indescribable way, almost like a wave. They come as one towards me.

The man’s face tells me of Wisdom, the Lady ‘s tells me of Integrity.

But as they get close to me their faces melt in Love and understanding. They know me. I know them. There is not even need for trust or to trust. I know them. The feeling is so absolute it goes beyond trust. I know who they are.  They pull me into a fierce embrace, and the feeling is of melting in this sense of Peace they emanate. A Peace That IS.  I look up in their eyes and see me reflected there and I feel I know who I AM.

I then pull back a little and put my question to them .  “How can I meet the departed souls in a loving way ?”  I am not sure who answers first or if they speak together, but I hear:

“ It is an extremely intense job. Go slowly. Prepare yourself.

Do not rush but keep the Heart open to any possibility that presents itself.

It will present itself.

Do not shy away, be the pure core of your being.

Talk to them in the only language recognized by all, Love.

They need to trust you before they can follow the lead.

And when the Light is seen, remember you must keep clear of it.

It is a Light that gets lost at times, but can be found again as they get ready to accept it.

Show them the steel that is covered in Love. That is called Integrity.

Show them that fear can be conquered by Love, and that is called Wisdom.

Then let the Beauty of the Soul shine, and that is called Pure Radiance, the Light of God.”

Now they have this little blue crystal box with a sword carved on the lid. There are serpents around the sword. They hold it towards me and as I open it, the crystals around us start singing. It feels like a symphony but it is actually one very high tone.

From the box, of its own will, a many-arm-3D Star floats out.  It is so bright and there are shining sparks around it.  It is ALIVE. It holds Life.  I don’t dare touch it yet. It floats in mid air in front of me irradiating so much Divinity and Love.

I can’t take my eyes off it, yet I know I still cannot touch it, but I also somehow seem to know that I can touch the box that holds it.  It is not for me yet, but it will lead me on.  It floats back into the box and as the lid closes, I can finally hold it to my Heart.

This is the key to my inner dimension, the Star will lead me here again.  I feel deep Peace at this thought and bask in this moment.  I feel unity, but cannot define this feeling .  Godhead is with me and I know I cannot lose it.”

 As I awake and come back to Earth and to my room, I am so grateful for this wonderful dream and I know that whatever I choose to do with the gift, they will not judge me.  They will be looking after me from that place inside that is connected with All.  They trust me.  Just like that.  A part of me is astounded at such Trust, but I have the feeling that I shall be back and meet them again and again.

 

 

 

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`How a Crystal sings in other dimensions`, an enchanted Out-Of –Body Experience

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Since most of my early OBEs were mainly about having `energy bouts` with some unkind astral entities, this beautiful experience was a welcome change and made me see how inspiring and mind blowing OBEs could be. There is indeed so much more to the astral than meets the eye, and I am finding out more with each new experience.

I value these experiences so much. The most transcendent moments of my life happened in dreams. The sense of connection with some part of me which is Higher and wiser, and with all the rest of Creation, the incredibly vivid landscapes, the living colors and sounds, and all the Love poured out in there are to me pure sublime experiences.

In 2006, when this particular experience took place, I still had no `OBE` term in my vocabulary, so I used to call them `physical dreams` to make a distinction from my `normal` dreams.

Now, once again, from my Dream Journal….how I met an old tiny but powerful friend…:

 

June 9, 2006    11.30 pm.     Almost Full Moon

Just after falling deeply, so deeply asleep.

Again one of those `asleep experiences` I call “physical” dreams . They usually start from the same position I am in bed and everything is so REAL and it feels exactly as if everything is happening in my room and in that very moment. 

 So I am sleeping in my bed, when M.S. (my good and huge friend from Germany) comes and sits by the side of my bed on a small chair that is not actually there in `waking reality`.  He is wearing a white drape-toga-like-garment, with short sleeves with a slit, and long to his ankles, with a loose rope at the waist.  I sit up on my bed in one smooth movement , leaving effortlessly and so nonchalantly  my physical body behind (and asleep !).

I am a bit surprised to see him. What is he doing here ? `How` is he here ?

I see that on his arm he is wearing a thin and simple one-string bracelet with just one small crystal in the middle. The crystal looks so tiny on his big arm. He starts telling me a bit about his trip with his wife I.Z. in Europe , and then quite suddenly he says :

“ But you must listen to this “

And he slowly lifts his arm and puts his wrist, where the bracelet’s crystal is, to my ear and, to my great astonishment, I hear the most incredible and beautiful sound …!

  The Crystal is singing …! It is literally singing into my ear …

Such a trill, so pure, so high, so full of joy. Pure joy.

A very high and strong sound, like the trill of water turned into music, into a stunning melody.

 

It was strange. It was definitely one sound, but it felt and sounded like a symphony .

I have never heard anything like it, and I can`t explain in understandable words how unearthly it was.

The feeling that it was singing for me was intimate and wonderful, full of Love and Joy at the same time.

Like meeting an old friend again after a longtime …

 

The trill sound goes on, possibly for a few minutes, and it gets stronger and stronger , higher and higher until it starts hurting the inside of my ears; still it is so beautiful, that I do not want to acknowledge the starting discomfort. Until I do… but I don’t remember well here.

Next thing I know, M.S. is not there anymore, and I am walking in my room in this `other` body, and my room is the same but also slightly different. As I look around, I see a plant in a vase on a high shelf near a little window (which is actually not there in my real room).

It is a luscious , beautifully green plant with, at the end of its 3 long thick leaves, 3 big buds of flowers, or fruits (??). They look like parts or extremities of the leaves themselves. (Maybe a tropical plant ??)

The curtain of the little window is half drawn and from there suffused golden light is shining on the plant. It is actually an amazing sight, so surreal. Like it is snowing golden powder of Light on it. It looks as if particles of gold are floating over its leaves. It feels so beautiful and peaceful . Yes, especially peaceful .

 Then, close to it, I see another vase, more rectangular in shape, with a plant which instead has been cut to the very stem. Yet from the soil I can see so many new buds or stems coming out again, stronger and stronger. I look at it in a stupor. I know I am being told/shown something important. As if life that had been cut, comes back again and again, stronger and stronger. Indestructible.

 I wake up with these images burnt on my retina, so vivid in my eyes .

 

 Reflections:

The whole dream was full of good Energy and a wonderful feeling. (and by the way, so glad that this time I didn`t need to be my usual ghost-buster self 🙂 …)

First, the Crystal Song, then the 3 big buds with golden light shining on them, and then Life always re-generating itself, even if cut down.  Yet, I’m still amazed at the sound of the Crystal . I could hear it so clearly, so distinctly, so real.

 I have never heard anything more beautiful or powerful.

The first trill reminded me of the Water trill-sound Arjuna (a sound artist I know) makes. Arjuna’s Voice of Water. Then it became much stronger than that, and more like a one-sound symphony (which in human terms doesn`t make sense) ; and at one point my ear could not take it anymore…

I realize our ears are not ready for such pure sound yet.

And the suffused light powder, like miniscule golden flakes outpouring Love essence, this Divine feeling …  a strong sense of sacred again. This has shown up so often of lately, both in my dreams and in this kind of strange experiences.

The sense of SACRED. Of pure sacred beauty, of Love, of peace.

Of course ,  I woke up in a bliss.

 

 

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